October 16, 2014
I was just given the following task and I am sharing it with you. Please take a moment to answer the challenge and if you like, share you response by linking this post to your blog and let us read it!
Look around you right now. Really look. Take a few deep breaths and notice the beauty in the ordinary. Share what you discover!
It is a lovely October day here in SC. I have my home office windows open to the cool air and sounds of my childhood . . . kids coming home from school and having fun, dogs barking happily, birds singing, men at work renovating their homes with power tools . . . the sounds and scents of cut lumber and mowed lawns brings Dad, my childhood home, my playmates back to me . . . it is like music and perfume to me. Blessings known by all the senses.
How about you? A colored leaf? A puppy’s kiss? A broken cookie? What?
June 20, 2014
Looking through the branches
was like peering beyond the veil
of darkness into day . . .
from death into life.
By Martha L Shaw – © 6-20-2014 words and image
August 2, 2013
We can’t escape His love – hallelujah!
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July 26, 2013
As The Master Sees
Ah, to learn what I had known so well.
As a wee one all around me,
whether sky or the common flea . . .
All was amazing!
The overlooked trappings of life
Were not overlooked by me!
A puddle was never to be stepped over,
But jumped into with glee!
Every sound was music,
Every step a dance!
As I grew older,
I learned so much!
I question that.
Perhaps, I knew far better
Way back when . . .
By Martha L Shaw – © 7-26-2013
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July 22, 2013
“There are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why… I dream of things that never were, and ask why not?” – Robert Kennedy
There have been so many times life has brought me “why” situations and admittedly they are often expressed in the tone of a whine. Sometimes, though, the Lord has led me in directions where I have felt surprised and unable and thought “but why?” in a fearful yet “could it really be?” sort of way. When I have moved ahead in faith, I have been enabled and blessed.
Of late there have been a lot of both going on. The former and the latter have both grown MUCH LARGER. Am I being tested in a new season? Am I being blessed in a wonderful way? The impossible challenges sure can be a “never were” and the fear can be staggering, but with faith and trust in Him, no matter how many tell me “you’re crazy!” I don’t have to listen. I can say “and why not?” knowing He’ll be there EVERY TIME.
July 5, 2013
I love thrift stores, second hand book stores, and the like. I always have. If you know me, you might assume it’s because I don’t currently have a job. You’d be wrong. I have lots of jobs, just no salary at present and nope, it’s not about money at all. Oh, the treasure to be found in such places . . . sometimes an unrecognized antique, other times a “whatzit” to be upcycled, and often treasure someone loved that found its way there one way or another . . . and my mind and heart spin off into wondering “if that piece could talk, the story it might tell” and often I find myself weaving a background for who drank coffee from that mug? Who read that book? Who curled up all cozy and listened while read to? Did it change their life? Did it plant a seed and quietly influence them many years after hearing it, when they’d long forgotten.
Memories . . . Mom had an old sewing machine that someone gave away thinking it far too old to use. It was a Singer and black with shiny gold and silver decorations and all metal parts. Many’s the dress, skirt, or top she made for me on that machine . . . up until I was older and thought handmade clothes were uncool . . . now I have reconsidered and think of the time spent making them for me and the details added to make them special . . . lace, embroidery . . .
More memories . . . seems I’ve been learning about Jesus my whole life. Many’s the story I curled up to hear before bed. Oh, then I learned to read and could get lost totally in adventures! I could imagine myself a princess, a girl detective, a world traveler, and oh so many other things . . . sometimes in my imagination I had a red race car and other times a pony to ride . . . sometimes I listened to stories of Noah, of Jesus . . . other times poems about birds, seashells, swings, and gentle breezes . . . there was always a story . . .
When it was cold, I’d snuggle up with the worn old quilt Grammy made and sip hot chocolate from a big mug. “Be careful not to spill . . . ” Mama would say. “I will” I’d reply . . . and as I snuggled and listened, I thought how much fun would it be to learn to quilt? Maybe, someday I’d be a writer and tell stories? Oh, those poems are so pretty to listen to! Maybe someday someone will read poems I write and smile?
Dreams do come true!
June 15, 2013
Jesus just spoke this to my heart and I must share it! When we trust in Him, empty and full become one and the same. Wow, it is so true!